The talking Parrot

The talking parrot
The parrot flew into the small cave where he is
enslave
Dark chamber bordering on a grave his ability were deprave
The beautiful color feathers lost in gray and the light of the day
Flying through underground chambers the parrot talk to the rocks in the wasteland
Entire natural chamber in the earth let to words worth
Inside a natural series of dark chambers time is kept by bookmark of the dead
Not knowing other way the parrot would crisscrossed and spent years lost in others grave
The day came the parrot flew out of the shadowy in to the light
The talking parrot said this can't be a real day the light need to be shadowy
The parrot flew back into the small cave where he way enslave
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